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, Golf Balls and Earth... When I was a I found a golf ball and added it to the collection of other artifacts in my jean's pockets. Another prize find from a busy day's exploring! Later that day, I sat on the back steps of our little shanty and slowly and carefully took the golf ball apart. First I cut the white covering around the middle and gingerly peeled each half away, exposing (to my surprise)...elastic band! Miles of it, it seemed. I unravelled and unravelled...pieces of it breaking and springing up into the air, sometimes hitting and stinging my face. What a joy. Finally the next surprise revealed itself. A hard little black, rubber ball in the centre. I figured that was the end...but I didn't want to believe it...so I started cutting this mega-hard little ball in half. It was tough going, but after trying two or three different knives, I got to the centre. Lo and behold...something oozy started to leak from the centre of that black ball. A thick, wet, oozy, substance emptied that ball as I cut it all the way. In wonderment, I sat looking at all the remains of that golf ball for a few minutes. I then placed all the pieces in both my hands...and as I held them up in front of my eyes, a sad feeling came over me, along with the thought that this little ball represented the earth we lived on. So tough and hard on the outside...growing more vulnerable as the layers are peeled away. Then draining the fluid from within rendered the ball unbalanced, useless...destroyed. I can't help wondering now if that thought as a mere could have been a visual gift. A glimpse into the future of our precious earth...which is slowly been stripped of it's precious metals, stones, fuels...layer by layer. Slowly drained of it's liquid centre of water and oil. Unbalancing our orb of a home so that it will tilt more and more, causing more violent storms and earthquakes..and maybe eventually spin out of control...or lie in space...dry, cracking and helpless. The only home we have....all for the sake of man's worst fault. Greed. Just a thought from my childhood. It may seem silly...but I'll bet it isn't all that far from the truth. PrairieSky 
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